Ric seemed a bit nervous. Or at least a little off, and Elena attributed that to nervousness. She was doing her best to not lose it, so they were a bit awkward together. Finally, unable to take it any more, she excused herself. She was questioning, yet again, why they'd thought it would be a good idea to go to the Decade Dance, knowing Klaus was laying in wait for her.
Not wanting to lose it in front of everyone, she hurried for the girl's room, head ducked to hide tears. Except, head ducked meant she didn't notice the man in her way until she'd collided with him.
"I'm sorry," she apologized. But the words died on her lips as her eyes met his. "...Elijah." Shit.